Sangha News

What’s Going On?

What's Going On?

Mevlana Garden, November 17, 2019

What’s going on? Even if you don’t understand anything of what is happening here, in this gathering, just be quiet. Just sit there. And slowly, slowly you will understand, you will get ignited, you will feel, and you will become … READ MORE


The Deepest Friend

The Deepest Friend

Mevlana Garden, November 9, 2019

To sit with you. The night sky expands inside me, in wonder. Thousands of butterflies open their wings, pulsating under my skin. I have asked myself; how can I share about this friendship? It is the friendship with the depths … READ MORE


With love from Bali

Bali, October 6, 2019

Beloved Sangha friends, Here are a few pictures from Babaji’s trip to Bali, along with greetings from him 🙂    Though Swaha is an overflowing source of love and light, at times it can be draining for him to be … READ MORE



A Blessed Life

A Blessed Life

Dharma Mountain, September 8, 2019

A beautiful Satsang weekend is over, and a summer of countless blessed moments. Many friends have departed, and the place is empty and quiet, yet so full, soaked in the energy of our Master. A few yellow leaves are falling … READ MORE



Disappearing into You

Disappearing into You

Dharma Mountain, August 11, 2019

The leaves of the aspen tree shivering in the summer wind, colors given by the sun, a million shades of green. The pale greens, lime, mint and sage the bright emerald and blinking jade the warm olive and the dark … READ MORE


The Pearl Diver

The Pearl Diver

Dharma Mountain, August 5, 2019

Sitting opposite a friend, They ask “Who are you?” In their eyes I am reflected. In this open, trusting gaze, I can lose “myself”. The question goes beyond gender, Beyond nationality, Beyond the usual definitions provided by society, work, relationship. The … READ MORE


Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Dharma Mountain, July 31, 2019

  How long since I stopped, just to feel the wind against my cheek, bare feet in the meadow, the flowers caressing my legs?     Had I forgotten the smell of fresh rain in the pine trees, the taste … READ MORE